I went back to ancient times to do business with my game account

Chapter 60
The snowball drew a perfect parabola in the air and landed at Meng Shaoheng's feet.

Meng Shaoheng was taken aback, and quickly raised his head to look around, trying to see who was sneaking up.

Soon, he saw Qiao Yun standing in the pavilion with a very sly smile on her face.

Meng Shaoheng frowned, and an inexplicable conjecture popped up in his heart that made his hair stand on end.

This girl—could it be a misunderstanding?
Yes, he has been a little warm towards her recently, and he praised her a few more words at the banquet yesterday.He wanted to make her beautiful mother happy, and he still buried his thoughts in his heart and didn't tell anyone.Could it be that the little girl misunderstood that he was interested in her?

Look at her running into the garden early in the morning, dressed up so beautifully to meet him, standing at such a high place to blow the cold wind.

If there is a misunderstanding, it is better to talk about it as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble.

Meng Shaoheng looked at the plum blossom petals he had pulled off in his hand, gathered them into his sleeves, walked towards the rockery, climbed up the steps in three steps at a time, and came to the pavilion.

"Why hit me for no reason?"

Qiao Yun didn't answer but instead asked, "Why did you come to the garden early in the morning to pick flowers?"

"I stroke my own flowers, what does it have to do with you?" Meng Shaoheng raised his eyebrows.

Hearing this unfriendly tone, Qiao Yun was not annoyed, but sniffed: "Well, the plum blossoms are so fragrant, you have such a strong plum blossom fragrance! But there are no plum blossom branches, presumably she is going to take the petals back, Or dried to make sachets, or steamed to make rouge. What are you going to do?"

"You girl is too lenient!" Meng Shaoheng sneered, folded his arms, and leaned leisurely on the side pillar, "What are you doing in such a hurry, even the sachet of rouge is not for you. "

Qiao Yun narrowed her eyes and smiled, as cunning as a little fox: "Is that for Qingqing? Qingqing usually doesn't like to wear sachets or makeup. For Mrs. Lu? Mrs. Lu said no. I like things with such a strong fragrance. Then there is only one female family member left in the house..."

She prolonged her voice on purpose, and seeing Meng Shaoheng's complexion suddenly changed with satisfaction, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, and bent over with a poof laugh.

Meng Shaoheng was puzzled in his heart, when did this girl know?Or did she not know, and she was just deceiving him on purpose?

This made him not know how to respond.

Seeing the young man's face turning blue and turning pale, Qiao Yun stopped her smile, deliberately crossed her waist, and said with a straight face: "I knew it! You are really good, I treat you like a brother, but you want to be my stepfather What's the matter, you still want me to call Qingqing aunt?"

Meng Shaoheng regained his composure, his face somewhat unnatural.He coughed dryly, and argued: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good. Since ancient times, there have been countless women who married twice. What's wrong with me?"

"Be respectful, that's my mother!" Qiao Yun was quite speechless, "You don't have to be ashamed to face my mother and plot against her in front of me!"

"What plot is wrong? You don't know how to pick good words!" Meng Shaoheng's face darkened, but just as she said, the beauty was her mother.If you want to leave a good impression in the beauty's heart, you must at least coax this stinky girl well first, so that she won't speak ill of him when she goes back.

"A woman with Lingtang's appearance should be held in the palm of one's hand. If she follows me, you will be able to live in luxury every day, and you won't have to get up early and late to sell steamed stuffed buns. Why are you so resistant?"

Qiao Yun didn't care about being polite anymore, she pointed at the tip of Meng Shaoheng's nose, and said, "You are only 17 years old, and I am eleven this year! Do you really want to be my stepfather? I can bring my mother's rich clothes and food, so why use you?"

Meng Shaoheng became more and more sincere: "I know, you must think that I am unreliable right now. Don't worry, I will definitely get a good grade in the exam when I end up in this autumn."

His childish face, which was still a little bit green and the baby fat hadn't faded away, was pretending to be mature, which seemed quite funny.

Qiao Yun was so angry that she couldn't speak, she could only stamp her feet on the spot.How could this person be so determined not to die until he reaches the Yellow River, not to turn back until he bumps into the south wall?

Did she not understand what she said?
Does she have to make it clear that Yun Xuemei can't like him even if she is killed before giving up?
"My mother has made an oath, and she will only live with me from now on. You should rest easy!" After thinking about it, Qiao Yun chose a less harsh statement.

Hearing such an obvious refusal, Meng Shaoheng finally understood a little bit.

But before Qiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, Meng Shaoheng said again: "The days are still long, how do you know that Lingtang will not change his mind? What's more, children should not dictate matters of their parents' generation."

Qiao Yun almost fainted with anger: "Are you from my parents' generation? Speaking of parents, you have to pass the test of your father's court before you talk about it! Your mother probably thinks that you prefer me until now. If you really have Tell your parents about that heart, don't use me as a cover! If you can really convince your parents, then I won't stop you from getting close to my mother!"

Hmph, I also know that the old-fashioned and serious county magistrate is absolutely impossible to agree to his son marrying a widow, especially if the widow has a daughter!
Sure enough, when he heard about his parents, Meng Shaoheng's high mood visibly sank to the naked eye.

He couldn't be more clear about his father's temper.

It's just that he failed the exam once, so he can be sent to the academy to study hard. If he found out that he fell in love with a widowed woman again, he would definitely scold him for being ignorant and incompetent.

Maybe he will send Qiao Yun's family far away, so that it will be difficult for him to see the beauty again.

The most urgent thing is for him to get a test result as soon as possible when he was in Qiuwei. If he wins the exam, he will be able to straighten his back when facing his father.

With a long sigh, he left the pavilion with a sad face.

Qiao Yun was dumbfounded.

Did he just leave without saying a word?

She still held back a lot of words and didn't say it.

That's all, it's obvious that he won't have any ideas about his Xue Mei Niang in a short time.

She also came down from the pavilion with her skirt in hand, and went back to look for Yun Xuemei.

New Year's Day passed quickly.

In the second day of junior high school, the weather cleared up, and the long-lost sun came out from behind the clouds. It was a good weather for traveling.

There was still an ox cart parked at the corner gate of the county magistrate's mansion, and several maids were loading things into the cart.Yun Xuemei and Qiao Yun were standing beside the car, and Mrs. Lu's personal maid, Xiu Yuan, pulled her and told her things one by one.

"My wife enjoyed the New Year's Eve dinner before, and thank you for solving her urgent need. Here are two pieces of light red gauze, two pieces of water wave silk in two colors of pink and autumn fragrance, and two pieces of plain weave in bamboo green and blue. Two bolts of silk, you can make some clothes to wear. Madam said, you and Lingtang are the most beautiful beauties, since you have already passed the filial piety, you should dress up well. Maybe you can’t wear them on weekdays , but if you go to visit other gentry’s homes, don’t wear linen clothes, even if you choose these materials, you won’t make people laugh.”

After saying that, another maid came out with a box, Xiu Yuan took the box and opened it for Qiao Yun to have a look: "Here is the headgear you wore yesterday, you took it with you, it just fits the ones cut out of silk Clothes. This set of emerald jade headgear underneath was obtained by Madam in the past, and she has not worn it before, and it just fits the fairy-like demeanor of Lady Yun."

Qiao Yun thanked again and again: "Thank you Madam for me."

Just as she was about to get into the car, another maid came running over with a heavy box.

Xiu Yuan was taken aback, Madam didn't have anything else to miss, what's going on?

The maid stuffed the box into the car, and said with a smile: "This is a complete set of Chang'an Picking up Spring written by Mr. Sanlang and his brother and sister Sanlang. It has everything from eyebrows and rouge to face powder and face oil. Sanniangzi She said that she is also packing for going out today, and she has no time to deliver it, so please forgive me, Miss Qiao."

"So it's like that, it's hard to worry about them. Just let it go."

Qiao Yun thanked her again.Seeing that the maids put away all the salutes, they dragged Yun Xuemei into the car and set off home.

Sitting in the car, Qiao Yun casually opened the box Meng Shaoqing had given her, wanting to see what the rouge from Chang'an Shichunji looked like.

But it was discovered that the box had two layers, the upper layer was a set of rouge and gouache, and the lattice was lifted to reveal the lower layer, where a rather precious red gold hairpin was quietly lying on the silk bedding.

A hibiscus flower was carved on this hairpin, the petals were also made of gold, as thin as a cicada's wings, and a whole ruby ​​was embedded in the stamen.Qiao Yun recognized that this gem was called Padma Corundum, also known as Padparadscha, which was produced in Southeast Asia and was quite valuable in the Tang Dynasty.

There is also a piece of paper under the hairpin.

Qiao Yun unfolded it curiously.

There are only eight words on the paper.

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a collection, ask for a subscription, meme (′3′)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)